So how was your Tuesday afternoon? I very much doubt it was as enjoyably illicit as mine.
I met a total stranger in a cafe at lunchtime where we swapped filthy anecdotes over coffee and then I excused myself to the toilet.
He knocked on the door a few minutes later and I let him into the cubicle where he unbuckled his jeans and took his cock out so that I could kneel in front of him and take him in my mouth.
As he got harder, I started letting my mouth get to know his cock so I could find my rhythm as he grabbed my shoulders to push himself further into my mouth. He was able to pause long enough to get a photo of me looking up at him as proof for my Master before losing himself in the moment.
The moment sadly was lost by me getting distracted by people talking outside the door so things didn’t finish quite as expected. I obviously need to concentrate harder next time. I’d slipped a pair of panties on before we started to prove how much I’d enjoyed it so I put them in his coat pocket as he left.
It was only after he’d closed the door that I realised I hadn’t asked him his name…